I'm not in control and I feel at the mercy of others. From when I can eat breakfast to where I can put my feet up, I am no longer the master of my domain. It's only temporary and there's a lot I can do to make myself comfortable, but it's not the same. Can you relate?
Then there's all the information I've gathered from other professionals in the industry here at the Romance Times Convention. Most of what I'm hearing conforms to the many real-life publishing lessons I've learned the hard way--by publishing. But there are a few precious gems that I absolutely must take action on. And I could just cry, again, because I'm so tired just thinking of all that needs to be sorted through and put on project status.
But if I've learned anything it's this: (pay attention here because this is super important) there's nothing to do but what needs to be done and I better be passionate about what I'm doing because there is NO WAY to succeed without that fire in my belly.
How else am I going to work 16 hour days? Because if I'm not falling asleep at my desk, then I'm not doing it right. Yeah, yeah, yada yada, balance...time management...blah blah blah. Whatever. That talk is for others. Not me. Other than making sure I'm spending precious time with my family and taking care of my health, there isn't anything in my life more important than what it takes to make my dreams my realty.
But I still get overwhelmed, damn it. Especially because I know I'll never ever give up. That's just me.
Love and light.